(Ken Dawg) & L-Burna x4
(It's like, time will tell, time will tell)
For me to prevail and capitalize on this mail
Look at the seven on my stomach, don't run from it
Battles you scared of a nigga that done really done it

(L-Burna)
Nigga, this hustlin' thang ain't knew to me
See, what it do for me
I keeps it crackin' and poppin', and droppin'
The fact this shit that's always chart toppin'
Feelin' my legacy, don't step to me never
Nigga done took you on that other level
I war with the devil just one of them mighty rebels
I passed the game out, figured a way to get my name out
Now they ask me what this fame 'bout
Little kids wanna go the same route
If they can be like lil' Layzie they would
But it's thug or die comin' up in the hood
It's all the same, homie
from the north, to the south, to the east, to the west
Better protect that chest and keep it peacefull where you rest
And God bless
If I have to protect my family I will
May Lord have mercy on your soul when it's the time to kill
Let time reveal
And I bet they tell a story is at
And I put my city on the map
Nigga, I attack with rap
World wide thugish ruggish, ruggish, riggish, ruggish, ruggish, ruggish
World wide thugish ruggish, ruggish, riggish, ruggish, ruggish, ruggish

(Ken Dawg) & L-Burna x2
(It's like, time will tell, time will tell)
For me to prevail and capitalize on this mail
Look at the seven on my stomach, don't run from it
Battles you scared of a nigga that done really done it

(L-Burna)
Nigga, tick tock
On a race against the clock, we all swervin'
When i'm dippin' in my Suburban
I be that nigga that pull to the curb
And I got some words for y'all niggas that's claimin' you're holdin' it down
What's wrong wit'cha now, when I come around niggas hatin' me now
I already knew it wasn't my niggas
It was that money that kept you blinded
I'm masterminded, perfect timin'
Keepin' my mental criminal minded
Want an autograph, and I signed it
Showed you much love, and I meant it
Now i'm doin' this eternal sin to stand away from you and hatred
Fuck the world
Nigga, I'd die for respect
Nigga, I ride for my check
And i'm just waitin' to see who gon' lie to me next
So what, that rolex on your wrist
Won't mean you always on point
All that flossin'll get you held up
Ask my niggas in the joint
Doin' time'll put some shit on your mind
Nothin' but solitude, niggas ain't got no gratitude
Real niggas that keep that attitudes
World wide thugish ruggish, ruggish, riggish, ruggish, ruggish, ruggish
World wide thugish ruggish, ruggish, riggish, ruggish, ruggish, ruggish

(Ken Dawg) & L-Burna x2
(It's like, time will tell, time will tell)
For me to prevail and capitalize on this mail
Look at the seven on my stomach, don't run from it
Battles you scared of a nigga that done really done it